I was
Shoddily constructed
Paper board
Glue
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Latex strings
All separately collected
Squirreled away
In a jar
Waiting
To wrap around my
Folded torso
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Snap them
Hear the hollow
Notes play
Twanging away
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Two holes
One for the echo
To escape
One for my
protruding paper tube
Neck
Jammed down inside
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Joint
Taped up for strength
Lines running
Opposite
Real instruments
Strapped up on display
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I am a facsimile of
Instrumentality
Made by a kindergartner
Desperately
Plucking out a
Symphony
On rubber strings
While peers
Were given Fenders
To smash and play
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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